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Soft Felix Hours open

{𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴} .03

Felix cuddling you when you have a headache, insisting you rest your head on his chest so he can stroke your hair.

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the art of doubting | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / dilf!jk x grocery store clerk!oc

>>genre: friends with benefits, smut, a lil bit of fluff, angst

>>word count: 17k -.-

>>warnings: dom jk, sub oc, age gap, dilf jk stuff: asking for permission, saying thank you, sexual tension, gross domestic flirting 🙄, push up kisses, orgasms, oc getting overwhelmed bc jock is too gewd <3, oral (m), rimming !!, mirror sex, one (1) spank, jreampie <3, tummy bulging (kinda? he presses on her tum to feel it?), praise, dirty talk, encouragement, showering together, kisses 😚, ex wife has arrived, mentions of divorce, a lil bit of sad talk about nari :(, nari is two now!!, misunderstandings, arguments, jk lowkey got some issues he needs to work thru lol, he thinks in extremes, oc is in love </3, a very drastic 180 occurs

>>notes: ex wife arrives and literally makes everything explode lmao

this is part of my dilf jk series that can be found on my masterlist

>>summary: seeds of doubt are planted and unfortunately they grow faster than love. things with jk fall apart.

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reconciliation in currency 1 l kth

one: the man in the pinstripe suit

pairing: Sugar Daddy!Taehyung x Reader

genre: best friends to strangers, sugar daddy/sugar baby, best friends to lovers(i guess?), angst

summary:  After leaving for “better opportunities”, you come back home six years later to see the main person you left behind isn’t quite the same person and the only way to know him again is through sex and money. word count: 2539

A/N: Sugar Daddy!Taehyung is back aka this is a reupload from my original blog, not plagiarism

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay with me?” 

Your friend’s worry was evident over the phone. “Su Na, I’ll be fine. Joey is letting me stay with her until get on my feet.”

She hummed in disapproval. 

“Flight 301 to South Korea, section B, now boarding.”

“Unnie, I will be fine.” You stand, lifting your carry on bag onto your shoulder. “You’re still picking me up from the airport right?”

“Of course! After so many years away I know there are things you haven’t told me. You are spilling everything!”

“I would love to hear you rant some more but I’m boarding the plane.”

Normally, you would sleep through most of your flights but returning to Korea was making you restless. Unable to sleep, listen to music, read, or focus on a movie, you were almost out of options. Thankfully, you were right at the beginning of coach which was the perfect area to listen to the flight attendants. “My section is amazing! There is a man who gave me 60,000 won just for getting him a drink.” She was hidden by the crevasse of the cabin where they resided that separated business class from the rest of you but you could hear her clearly.

“Really? Why is someone like that flying commercial?”

“He said he was having trouble with his private plane.”

The other woman opened her mouth again but the wall behind her dinged signaling someone was calling for her. The first class stewardess walked back to her section with a dark colored drink.

Your curiosity made you tilt your head to see into first class. The stewardess handed the man his drink but all you could see was a hand, an expensive looking watch and the sleeve of a grey pinstripe suit jacket. 

The moment the plane arrives at the gate everyone stands as if it won’t take 20 minutes to get even half the passengers off the plane.

You move your legs to allow the impatient older woman next to you to push her way onto the aisle. You busy yourself texting Su Na and Joey that you have landed and checking emails.

When you look back up almost everyone has cleared. You make your way off the plane 

“That Kim takes my breath away.”

The same attendants.

“I finally saw him when he was exiting the plane.” the second says. “I have never seen someone so perfect.”

They go on gushing on the perfect businessman who apparently gave the first attendant his business card.

When they split for another flight you finally laugh at their teenaged ramblings.

 “_____!!” Su Na’s voice covers the baggage arrival announcement you were calmly waiting for.

An embarrassed wave is all you can give before she is pinching your cheeks and fawning over how much prettier you have become.

“Unnie, we’re in public.” You say, pushing away her grabby hands. Though you’re more than mortified it’s nice to see a familiar face.

She gushed over you for hours, asking if you had eaten then taking you to stuff your face at your favorite restaurant you were happy was still there. She took you to refill your t-money card which you were also grateful for but the line was drawn at the fifth outfit she made you try on for your interview. As grateful as you were you were also slightly jetlagged and had yet to see Joey.

When she finally dropped you off, you were greeted by a message from Joey. She’d texted you the house code as she was going to be late.

You helped yourself to the food she bought for your arrival. When she arrived there was a hug that you were pretty sure would leave a bruise.

The two of you talked as if no time had passed.

“Yeah, I have a job interview in the morning. It isn’t the best and It isn’t what I got my certification for but it’s something.” The defeat in your voice couldn’t be masked.

“A step in any direction is progress.”

True enough but it didn’t help your mood. You said your goodnights and laid down for a restless sleep. Sleeping with a weight on your mind was always hard, you couldn’t help but think back to the one person who could lift it.

“Taehyung.”

He heard the quiver in your voice right away. “______, what happened.”

“I can’t do it.” You sobbed into the receiver. “I can’t do it.”

“Aegya, I know you are nervous and scared but you can do this. You have done it before and you can do it again.”

You lean your head back against the wall. “Tae, if I don’t pass this test all my credit hours will have been for nothing!”

“But that wouldn’t happen anyway. All I am saying is I believe in you. You have the potential for greatness no matter what.”

It got quiet and you knew what he was thinking. “And you’ll be right there with me right?”

He chuckled lowly with what sounded like a sniffle. “Of course. There’s nowhere else I would rather be.”

A comfortable silence fell over the conversation as you calmed down and finally felt fatigue. 

“TaeTae, can you sing to me?”

He was quiet for a moment before he began to sing. Slowed down version nobody by Wonder Girls in his soothing tenor. 

There was no better sleep than sleep aided by Taehyung.

You didn’t have that anymore but you needed it right now.

Seoul sparkled like a diamond in the dirt at night.

It’s beauty served as the backdrop to many fantasies. A hand came to undo the expensive watch from the wrist of the man that loved to admire such a view.

He didn’t care for the price as he threw it on his nightstand, his pinstripe suit jacket joining it. All his attention was on the view. It made him think of her. The pain in his heart had subsided over the years but would he ever feel ok?

His mind drifted as it often did to a thousand what-ifs.

He urged himself to stop as his jetlag became more apparent. He needed a drink.

You stared at the search engine homepage with fingers slightly shaking. You wanted more than anything to look him up. You wanted to reach out and hopefully get a warm response. You wanted to tell him all about your time away and be filled in on everything you knew the extraordinary man accomplished in the years apart.

But the last interaction came to mind.

His handsome face scowling in betrayal. The same feeling of guilt from the day returned at the dismay in knowing you caused that scowl.

You closed your laptop quickly. ‘Not tonight.’ You thought with a sorrowful heart.

Morning came far too quickly. 

As you awoke, a fresh wave of nerves hit you like a truck. The thought of waiting until you found a better job crossed your mind as you disapprovingly examined your dark circles but your resolve strengthed when you saw the makeup to hide such bags was running low.

You weren’t sure how to dress for the interview as the listing was vague but it was clear on the payment. It seemed as though it would be clerical work or assistant- type tasks.

As long as it paid, it was currently good enough for you.

You were early arriving at the building that stood tall in the heart of Seoul. Everything about being there made you nostalgic. You breathed in familiar air with a content smile. As you entered the building your awareness of the oh so familiar city put you in a melancholy state. The heels you willed yourself into wearing took you almost on autopilot to where you were told in the interview announcement email. The elevator ride even sparked a memory that sat on the tip of your subconscious. There was no time to try and reach for it as the doors opened to reveal the most beautiful area you ever set eyes on. The beauty and meticulous detail applied to the whole of the area reminded you of him. It brought a smile to your face. An olive colored desk with white trim that swirled downwards at the end was the first thing you focused on. The words ‘Welcome to Kkangji’ were written beautifully on the front.

The name made you smile, mind drifting to the snow white kitten from times past.

“Ma’am.”

You looked up to see a woman smiling from behind the desk. “Are you here for the interview?” You nodded, a little embarrassed at the first impression you must have been making. “Ah, he will be pleased you are early.”

She picked up the phone and said a few quick words in the receiver before placing it back down. “Follow me please.”

You followed behind her quietly. The hall was as beautifully done as the waiting area. Expensive looking art pieces and their almost as equally as expensive frames were gorgeous. “He made most of these himself.” the receptionist leaned over and whispered with a smile. She must have noticed you looking. “He designed this whole floor of the building.” There was something deeper in all of it that warmed your heart now. His artistic soul was poured into everything.

Finally, she stopped in front of a large white door. It was simple yet powerful for some reason.

She opened the door to reveal the lavish office. You stepped in, eyes landing on a large desk. The chair behind it, obviously occupied, was spun facing the large window.

“Sir, here she is. Ms. ____________ ,  this is Mr. Kim Taehyung.”

Three things happened simultaneously. First. The receptionist left the room almost as quickly as she dropped you off.  Second, the memories from minutes before hit you full force. The company name. The building. The outstanding art. All linked to the man you knew better than anyone in this building.

And third, he spun in his chair to look at you. “________?” “Taehyung??”

You had to be dreaming. It felt impossible that your Taehyung could be the man running all of this. The first instinct was to run and hug* him but there was something about his blank expression. The picture of him dressed impeccably, sat behind that desk radiated a kind of power you were unfamiliar with. Only when his gaze traveled down to his phone had you noticed how long you had been stood there.

You cleared your throat and approached. The glare of his unreadable face now off of you made you confident enough to move. Right in front of him now, you picked up his name placard.

Kim Taehyung, CEO and Director of Art

“This explains the waiting area. It looks like something from your wettest art hoe dreams.” you tried to joke.

“You don’t know about my wet dreams, _______.” His tone was sharp and cold, like a knife cutting through the friendly air of your comment. He reached out as he stood to take the placard from your hands.

“I-I- uh”

“As articulate as ever I see.” Your mouth clamped shut like an offended child at the comment. “I won’t waste your time, Ms. _______. Do you have your resume’?”

His stoic demeanor shocked you but you nodded. You handed him the professional looking paper, complete with your most recent sources from the past few years. You smiled proudly trying to regain any confidence you had before you saw him.

He quietly looked over it. A hum here, a raised eyebrow there. It was painfully quiet. “I can answer any questions you may-” your sentence stopped short as he tore the paper in half then again.

“Tae what the hell?!” formalities were dropped as he must be out of his mind.

“There must have been a disconnect. This job isn’t one you would require this kind of experience for. I am already aware of your experience to some degree though.”

“Tae, what are you talking about?”

“I need someone.”

“I have always been here for you.”

There was brief silence before he scoffed ‘Have you?’ more to himself than you. “I refuse to stoop as low as some in my business so I’ve decided to opt for something mutually beneficial.”

You sighed, still very confused. “Use simple words, Taehyung.”

He leaned from where he sat on his desk to get close to your face with a smirk that told you he knew his next words would floor you. “I want to fuck you, wreck you whenever I fucking feel like it, and give you money for it.”

Your mouth hung open like a dead fish now. You stared at that familar face to see nothing you recognized. His boyish charm and triangular face shape now switch for a mature charm* and square jaw. His unique eyes that once were so playful now sinful and taunting. Even his dark locks were now a long greyish brown. This was not your TaeTae. This was CEO Kim Taehyung.

“H-How are you like this. I can’t believe that came from your mouth.”

“Because you don’t know me anymore.”

“I haven’t been gone that long.”

 He straightened up, now glaring coldly. “Years, _______. Years.”

“I don’t want you to go.”

“I have to though.” This had been a common back and forth for weeks now. Though before where it was playful now it was desperate, pleading, and very much hurt. The chance to volunteer in your field was too much of a miracle to pass up. Only it meant traveling out of the country. Away from Taehyung. You were almost at the point where you had to say your goodbyes but he was making it difficult.

“Aren’t I important to you?”

You stop, your mouth opening some in shock. You wanted to believe it was a joke but his face held the betrayal he clearly felt. “Of course, why would you ask that?”

“Because it doesn't’ seem like it!”

“I can’t stay here for someone else. There is nothing here for me.”

“I’m nothing?!”

You open your mouth to tell him no, that he is wrong so you want to shout until your voice is gone but instead you turn to go through security.

“Looks like there were opportunities here.” An unreadable look with a tone of smug disgust.

“For YOU, Taehyung. You still aren’t getting it.” You shake your head incredulously as you pick up the remains of your torn resume.

“My success could have been yours too.”

“I wanted my own path not to crowd yours.”

“So you left me?”

“I obviously wasn’t gone forever!”

“How was I supposed to know that?!”

At this point you were so frustrated you had to take some deep breaths. “You were supposed to trust me.” You turned around to see him taking off his belt, jacket already off and tie loosened.

“What are you doing?”

“You still want the job right?”

You were silent not wanting to admit you need the job despite what it was. With much hesitation, you nodded. “Yes.”

He walked up to you, getting close to your face again as he slid off his belt with a snap. “Then strip, it’s time for your interview.”

Poly content I’m going to work on:

Wooyoung x Reader x Felix

their kingdom moments have destroy me even a year later

Sub!Felix x Dom!Reader x Sub!Beomgyu

the one I mentioned on my other tumblr

Tons more Chan x Reader x Felix 

and poly!skz / soft!skz in general

Yunho x Reader x Mingi

everyon needs some yungi

Hyunjin x Reader x Jeonghan

theyre the same type of pretty to me and I cant take it

more to come...